The disappointment of seeing her cycle appear was far greater than Melody could have anticipated. It was a vain hope to have clung to, especially when she considered how terribly ill pregnancy made her and all the complications it would add to their relationship, but she'd been so excited for a minute to think they might be expanding their family. That even if this all exploded again at least there would be one more little love to love upon.
She was following Ben's chatter as best as she was able, though admittedly she hadn't heard much beyond his plans to head back to pack Saturday. (Another time she'd tell him how grateful she was to not have to face London again any time soon. Later maybe.) Instead, Melody rolled her peas around on the plate distractedly. Not having this conversation last time had been her largest regret, her one change she would make if she could only make one. Nora deserved siblings, especially now. A sibling's bond was unlike any other, a connection only the other could understand.
But, Ben had been so strict on physical intimacy these last few weeks and Melody was terrified to push at any hard lines. What if he interpreted it wrong? What if he was somehow offended by the ask and spun it around that she was trying to ensnare him once more? Melody could cope with a lot, but being made to be the villain for only asking if they might decide to have more children was something she didn’t believe she could handle at present.
She knocked the peas around again, his question the only thing serving to break through her distraction. "Oh, yeah. I'm alright - sorry, just quiet tonight." Not asking about more children was amongst her deepest regrets and their relationship had never faired well with distance. Someone - Arthur, Aldous, Nova - usually pulled him away, filled his ears with half truths that had him become deaf to her. Melody had to ask, had to at least try. A breath, another pea knocked around her plate and then, "would you ever want to have another child with me? Not now - I'm not - not now. Just, one day, maybe?"
She was following Ben's chatter as best as she was able, though admittedly she hadn't heard much beyond his plans to head back to pack Saturday. (Another time she'd tell him how grateful she was to not have to face London again any time soon. Later maybe.) Instead, Melody rolled her peas around on the plate distractedly. Not having this conversation last time had been her largest regret, her one change she would make if she could only make one. Nora deserved siblings, especially now. A sibling's bond was unlike any other, a connection only the other could understand.
But, Ben had been so strict on physical intimacy these last few weeks and Melody was terrified to push at any hard lines. What if he interpreted it wrong? What if he was somehow offended by the ask and spun it around that she was trying to ensnare him once more? Melody could cope with a lot, but being made to be the villain for only asking if they might decide to have more children was something she didn’t believe she could handle at present.
She knocked the peas around again, his question the only thing serving to break through her distraction. "Oh, yeah. I'm alright - sorry, just quiet tonight." Not asking about more children was amongst her deepest regrets and their relationship had never faired well with distance. Someone - Arthur, Aldous, Nova - usually pulled him away, filled his ears with half truths that had him become deaf to her. Melody had to ask, had to at least try. A breath, another pea knocked around her plate and then, "would you ever want to have another child with me? Not now - I'm not - not now. Just, one day, maybe?"
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